After hearing Wang Yue's words, Wang Ying wasn't happy at all. Instead, she said speechlessly, "Brother, why are you such a spendthrift? If you'd kept that game and had the family invest in it right away, you'd have made a fortune!"
Seeing Wang Ying looking so heartbroken, Wang Yue helplessly reassured her, "My game isn't bad either. It just appeals to a different audience. You can come take a look."
Seeing how calm Wang Yue was, Wang Ying asked curiously, "What game?"
Wang Yue turned on the office computer, opened Fantasy Westward Journey, then stepped aside and said with a smile, "Give it a try."
Wang Ying didn't actually like playing games. She had no interest in all that fighting and killing. But after following Wang Yue's instructions and entering the game, she was soon drawn in by its cartoon style. Once she got the hang of it, she no longer needed Wang Yue's help and played on her own.
Seeing Wang Ying absorbed in the game, Wang Yue took out a notebook and started typing quickly beside her. Since he was planning to make a killing, he intended to build a gaming empire. One game alone wouldn't be enough.
They'd already had a late-night snack, and Wang Ying wasn't hungry at all. Before she knew it, she'd played through the night. When she finally came to her senses, the sky was already growing light. She stretched without thinking, then said lazily, "Brother, how is it morning already?"
Wang Yue put breakfast on the table and said helplessly, "You've been playing all night. Aren't you tired? Hurry up and eat, then go get some sleep."
Wang Ying glanced at the game on the computer. She'd joined a group for an event, and she said reluctantly, "But I want to play